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When Josh Skiles was in seminary, his homiletics professor told the preaching class how important it is to use alliteration in one's sermon. Josh took it to heart, so on his first Sunday behind a pulpit, he presented this alliterated sermon based on the Prodigal Son story:
Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather-brained fellow
Forced his fond father to fork over the farthings
And flew far to foreign fields
And fabulously frittered his fortune with faithless friends.
Fleeced by his fellows in folly and facing famine,
He found himself a feed-flinger in a filthy farmyard.
Fairly famishing, he fain would've filled his frame
With foraged food from fodder fragments.
"Fooey, my father's flunkies fare far finer,"
The frazzled fugitive forlornly fumbled, frankly facing facts.
Frustrated by failure and filled with foreboding,
He fled forthwith to his family.
Falling at his father's feet, he forlornly
fumbled, "Father, I've flunked,
And fruitlessly forfeited family fellowship and favor."
The farsighted father, forestalling further flinching.
Frantically flagged their flunkies.
"Fetch a fatling from the flock and fix a feast."
The fugitive's faultfinding brother frowned
On fickle forgiveness of former folderol.
But the faithful father figured,
"Filial fidelity is fine, but the fugitive is found!
What forbids fervent festivity?
Let flags be unfurled! Let fanfares flare!"
Father's forgiveness formed the foundation
For the former fugitive's future fortitude!
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